All along the Frontier, the Outpost, Stations stand, forming a link of steel to guard the inner Worlds and the little people there. They have their lives and you have yours; and yours is to stand on guard.
It is not easy to stand on guard; and no man can face the universe alone. But---"you are not alone!" All those who at this moment keep the Line, are with you, and all that have ever kept the Line, as well. For this is our new immortality, we who guard the Frontier, that we do not stop with our deaths, but live on in the Station we have kept.